Your soul is free of the last thousand years of pain and torment, of the suffering you put yourself through. You wouldn't have been happy as my concub...ne. Not truly. You might have found pleasure, you might have convinced yourself serving me was proper, but in your deepest heart, I know you would yearn for him.“You spent a thousand years ensuring his dying dream would come true. That is a devotion I could never live up to. He must truly have been a great man to inspire that in you. And I am. “You are such a sexy woman that I think you should have it very hotly and urgently in your unclipped bra and in your shoes,” he said. He massaged her breasts and then pinched her hard nipples. Em moaned and murmured, “Oh god yes. Hot!” Alan’s tongue went to work on her pussy, her clit and her vagina. She came delightfully loudly, with a lot of hip-jiggling, ass grinding and leg pumping, and very soon. Then he stood up, presenting her with nine inches of rock-hard cock, and thrust it. She slid her hands up my stomach and gripped my big boobs. She squeezed and kneaded them. Her eyes were so wild. They shone with her wicked passion. She had this hungry gleam that would explode out of her.I drew my hips back. She gasped. Her pussy squeezed about my cock, buffing my futa-dick clean of her younger sister’s asshole. The incestuous thrill of being inside another one of my daughters rippled through me.It was outstanding. Fantastic. Amazing. I groaned as I thrust back into her. I. I was especially careful, bringing PoorJoe to the edge of orgasm several times and backing off, so that when hefinally came it was with great relief. He kissed me gratefully. Henricoshowed his gratitude by sticking his cock in me, taking me right there.I squealed in pleasure at those orgasms.It became a regular ritual that I'd suck off any of Henrico's friendswho were out with us. Once or twice I sucked someone off right there inthe restaurant, but mostly we went outside. I enjoyed it less and.